Chapter 30: The Antarctic Swordsman

The words of the mysterious bat made Su Mu a little puzzled, feeling the immortal golden page suspended on the dantian, and a vast phantom aura emanated from it, giving people a mysterious sense of déjà vu. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A few weeks later, Su Mu's closed eyelids opened, and he looked at his white palm a little strangely, and a trace of phantom qi filled every nerve in him, "There is only one step away from awakening the phantom qi in his body now." Su Mu thought to himself. But there were ripples in my heart.

"Qi is in thought, shoulder is in the crotch, one thought can move Kyushu, stir the world, immortal golden pages, one page shocks the world!"

Daoyin is very ancient, as if it came from ancient times, with the vicissitudes of life, Su Mu tried to do it, it seems to be a few simple mantras, but it is very difficult to implement.

The Miscellaneous Servant Pavilion, the dense bamboo forest, Luffy's private territory, a long sword with a flickering cold glow, stuck in the deep soil, the falling bamboo leaves fell on Luffy's body, Luffy looked into the distance, his black eyes were full of melancholy.

"Gou Hanshi, you wait for the day when I will definitely defeat you!" Luffy Cloud clenched his fists and stared at the half of the bright moon in the sky.

The wind rose, the leaves fell, the dark clouds covered the bright moon, the earth returned to silence, and the Fanjing Mountain at this moment was the most peaceful moment of the day.

"The stars are enshrined, my son is not contaminated with the breath of death in the Bone Mountain. Facing Elder Fire's prayer, the Star Worship glanced at him, and then with a wave of his palm, a huge curtain of light suddenly condensed.

"The old man has his own arrangements, Elder Huo doesn't have to worry, these two little ghosts, it's good to suffer a little in it, the land of the cold abyss is the land of the most yin and yang, a place of death, a place of demonic and evil where vitality coexists, everything depends on the creation of the two of them. The star worship explained lightly.

Elder Huo felt uneasy, after all, the resentment of the Bone Mountain was extremely heavy, once Huo Yi was contaminated. He had to prepare for the worst.

"Several kings of the Burial Bone Mountain who have deep grievances have been transferred by me. Otherwise, do you think it is necessary for me to make it so big, the once-in-a-century Nine Heavens and Ten Lands are approaching, and the Tianjiao of all races, and the leaders from the younger generation who also belong to the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands will gather together, and you should understand my hard work. The old man said helplessly, in his deep eyes. It interprets a young supreme who does not know whether he belongs to the nine heavens and ten earths. The geniuses and leaders of the new generation of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are all remembered by the old man of the stars one by one.

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"Four-star slashing the moon, this is the most powerful knife technique in the nine heavens and ten earths, the knife is sharp, the knife is biased, and it is known for being quick and ruthless, but I didn't expect that after this magic skill disappeared for so long, I actually saw it in the land of the cold abyss. ”

"This is the Antarctic Swordsman's Slaughtering Knife!" In the light curtain, Huo Yi and Fanshi were back to back, lowering their identities as much as possible, after all, how many people coveted such superb spiritual weapons and magical powers?

"After all, the road conditions in this mountain of bones are poor, and countless people have died here. The resentment is too heavy, so that no matter how long the corpses have fallen, they can continue to provide assistance. ”

The two of them were shocked to find that every dry bone here had a good identity. Before he was alive, he was a huge friend, but after he died, he was a different scene, turning into dry bones and being buried in the loess.

"It's actually the slaughtering knife of the Antarctic swordsman!" Fan Shi frowned and looked at a standing crystal skeleton, although he had been sitting and falling for an unknown number of years, the terrifying coercion on his body still made his heart palpitate.

The Knife of Slaughter, the perfect blade inscribed with extremely exquisite runes, although it has been cast for an unknown number of years. Still releasing an astonishing and terrifying sword intent, it was only at this time that the Brahma world discovered a hint of clues.

Almost all the corpses, every dry bone was cut off by someone, and all of them crouched under one skeleton, but this strange scene made Fanshi's scalp tingle.

"The Antarctic swordsman is really ruthless, just like the legend!" Huo Yi looked at the standing skeleton with a solemn expression, although some of the bones on his body were broken, the knife in his hand was never put down, and even at the last moment of his life, the knife of slaughter was still tightly held.

"The crown prince of Nanzhao, the former sword emperor, behind the infinite scenery, there is such a miserable scene, fighting against several times the enemy with his own strength, holding a slaughtering knife, killing all the rebels of Nanzhao, and finally ending up with exhaustion. Fanshi said with some emotion, no matter what, this kind of person is worthy of respect, not for anything else, just to face enemies who are several times more than himself, the slaughtering knife in his hand is when the knife is unsheathed, slaughtering several times the enemy, stepping on the enemy's bones, and laughing to the end.

Huo Yi didn't speak, the strong are certainly worthy of respect, but people like Antarctic swordsmen, in addition to respect, are more admiration, not fighting for themselves, fighting for slaughter, and killing!

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Five days later, on the first night of winter, the snow was falling, and the time that Su Mu slept every day was shortened to two hours with the power of the Immortal Golden Pages, and more often, he used it to strengthen his foundation.

"Every flower and tree is a small world, every drop is a Kunlun..."Silently reciting the obscure mantra, Su Mu heart is like stopping water, abandoning everything, like an old monk who has entered the meditation motionless, sitting cross-legged on the bed, breathing and breathing, there are extremely pure phantom qi into his body, about four or five breaths later, Su Mu woke up from the meditation, thinking about the picture he saw.

It was a Kun, incomparably huge, swimming in the boundless Milky Way, a pair of invisible big hands, holding the Kun in the palm of his hand, the Kun struggled desperately, the unarmed Kun stopped struggling, the vast phantom qi in the body exploded, just a moment the sky collapsed, the Kun turned into a huge Dapeng bird, flapping its wings and flying high but was slapped into the infinite Milky Way by the invisible big hands.

"The Kunpeng Method of the Immortal Golden Page!" a few strokes, but it made Su Mu's heart tremble, the Kunpeng Method, just from such a domineering name, you can know its extraordinary.

"Dapeng spreads its wings and flies 100,000 miles, covering the sky with his bare hands. The mysterious bat didn't know when it woke up again, and the words in the clouds made Su Mu speechless for a while.

"Boy, you should know the level of cultivators in this world. The mysterious bat's abrupt words made Su Mu startled.

"You're not from this world, oh, not a bat!" The mysterious bat suddenly had black lines on its face, and lay speechless in the spring water, not speaking.